@Lion The first three days were a breeze. Actually, it was quite nice to be out in the fresh air without doing endless drills and spellwork. He was familiar with the flora and fauna of Ruka, but he never really got the chance to appreciate it, always busy training.
By the fourth day the idea of this particular exercise his mentor had sent him out on was starting to wear a bit thin. Emrys was a scholar, not a woodsman, and he was quickly growing bored with camping out in the open- it certainly wasn't terrible, but a real bed was seeming more and more like some ridiculously comfortable fantasy.
Day five and he was rather fed up with the whole thing.
"Running out of food," he muttered to himself, dropping his pack at the bank of a small stream and kicking off his shoes before rolling up his trousers and wading in. "Camping when it's sweltering during the day and freezing at night- and what's with the damn humidity? Gods, I love
drinking my air. Don't know why he couldn't just
tell me what he wanted. Oh no, he can't every give me a straight answer-
Go forth and learn, pup. Damn insufferable git..."
He continued to grumble complaints to himself as he stripped off his shirt and tossed it onto the bank before wading out into the middle of the stream, not paying any attention to his surroundings in his rather juvenile fit of pique.